When I was young and could not sleep, I would become a motor mouth and continue to stay awake, but at this age, apparently, I had the good sense to try and nap...
All I can lament is that my leg and other body parts are seemingly more painful, at certain times of the day! Between extra-strength Tylenol and ice packs, I seemingly have a bit of control of the problem.
The problem though is not entirely under control!
Moving on...
Today we go to Hubby's oncologist who was the one who sent all Hubby's tests and biopsies to the University of Michigan who found out that Hubby did not have stage four bladder cancer but prostate and lung, that by that time... the lung cancer had been cured by just five doses of radiation in August!
So to say we like this guy would be an understatement, Dr. Arsh Singh M.D. oncologist, with Cancer Center Specialists of Florida...!
Moving on...
Due to the "CREW" below...We will be going for doggie flu shots tomorrow.
Mysterious dog respiratory illness? Veterinarians are not worried: Shots - Health News: NPR
Dog Flu: Symptoms, Treatment, and Prevention for Canine Influenza (akc.org)
Do Dogs Need a Flu Shot? Facts About the Canine Influenza Vaccine (akc.org)
I had canceled "The Littles", Bella and Chance's grooming for last week... if they are protected I wonder when they can go?
Let me introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name... ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am nine years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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